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Langit sat on a bench in the apartment garden. Luckily, it was spring in Paris, so the air was not as cold as it was in winter. He let out a long breath over and over, trying to control the emotions that had piled up but could not be released. Langit lifted his head, looking at the star-filled sky. In the past, he was always afraid to look up at the night sky, afraid the stars would remind him of the girl he loved. “When I can finally reach you, why is there still so much fear piling up in my heart?”

I realized, after walking on the empty, deserted road, that walking and crying was not a promising idea. The desolated path was shrouded by a dense canopy of towering trees, their branches interlacing like skeletal fingers reaching towards the heavens. The moon, hidden behind dark clouds, cast intermittent shadows that danced eerily along the uneven pavement. The chorus of chirping crickets filled the night air, their relentless symphony punctuated by the occasional croak of a frog from a nearby pond.

The sky was beautiful just as she wished for should I say better than that. The beautiful colour bomb clouds were sailing like a canvas purplish pink with a tint of yellowish orange at places. The sun was getting up, shining for the world indicating a new day, new mission cutting off the darkness. While Emma was floating in the sky merrily her body doing a flip flop with with gush of wind blowing making her weight like nothing. Her cheeks were jiggling with the air brush lightly and she squeals in excitement and enthusiasm.

Tanya pria yang memakai daging dari paha besar yang mirip dengan pah seorang manusia. "Kamu bisa, tapi nanti! Selesaikan semuanya lalu mati kemba…" di saat dia belum selesai berbicara, dia merasakan dunia kecil yang disinggahi berguncang sesaat. Setelah guncangan itu hilang, mereka melihat ke langit dimana dari atas langit sebuah meteor besar sudah mulai bergerak ke arah mereka.

All manner of protest and reprimand died in my throat when I beheld the night sky. In all my years on earth, I had never seen a phenomenon so stunningly breathtaking, capable of making one go mute while taking in all the beauty it had to offer. Lights of different shades of emerald, violet, red and icy blue danced about the sky, curling up like celestial curtains, moving with a quiet grace that felt both ancient and otherworldly.

He explained himself whilst pointing towards a certain spot on the sky, the girl’s eyes unsurely shifting towards it before trailing back to the BloodHound. “Celesta?” She raised a brow. “The Milky Way. Laxians call it Celesta,” He replied whilst still gazing at that small cluster of shining dots and colored dust on the sky. “We can see it from all the way here?” She quickly asked out loud in disbelief. “Well, yes. Like I said, Laxian’s air is very clean. It has no impurities hence we have no such thing as smog or anything like that,” His gaze returned to her as he spoke, however being quick to notice that slight tremor her body unconsciously gave away.

Phedra Elizabeth transforms into a detective "What happens? It's already late. Who else do you want to call?" "Now that I mention it... Heaven has also begun to change into new clothes." The wind began to rise, and the leaves followed the wind blowing, running everywhere. As night fell, faint darkness gradually enveloped the village. The stars appear dim and then clear. Soon the moon began to shine brightly, round like a majestic silver tray placed in the clear, deep sky. The moonlit night scene is very quiet. The leaves are like sprinkled on, but gold seeds fall from the sky. The fragrance of rice is created with the mist, creating an indescribable gentle fragrance. Pomegranate, lemon, and

The air was neither hot nor cold; it carried only the crisp, sweet scent of midnight jasmine and damp earth. "The sky is incredibly clear tonight," Ryan said. His voice was a soft whisper, devoid of its old thunder, yet it possessed a profound, rhythmic serenity. "I haven't seen the constellation of the Guardian shine this brightly since the night we stood before the Gates of Akhara."

"Remember the book about the orbs? The one we are trying to achieve is the purple orb also known as Murasaki. It says that it only appears when the night sky is awake." "I feel chills already," Selena mumbled, rubbing both of her arms. Slowly, Kitto closed his hand. No wonder why the Angel had appeared before him. He is warned that this orb is his to defeat. Apologizing to Arwha will have to wait until they get the orb. Menna was tip toeing, trying to reach a flower of the purple robe black locust tree when she saw how the sky was clear blue today. No big cotton clouds that she enjoys. She stopped reaching and smiled cutely.

Santos Esmeralda chanted with the use of Namean in front of the Sacred Cloud Tree. [Translation: I am Santos Esemarlda. Mother Tree of communication, listen to what I want and follow it.] After she chanted, the crystal clear sky suddenly darkened all over Mundo da Fantasia, with deafening thunder and dazzling lightning, along with heavy rain. Santos Esmeralda’s voice resounded throughout Mundo da Fantasia using Nemean….